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[notamartian]

[NEAR YOU: OMINOUS, BOOMING FOOTSTEPS APPROACH IN YOUR DIRECTION.

If you turn around, you might see a gigantic and extremely fluffy chick approaching you. Yes, its weedy chick feet are making that booming noise. That is how big it is.

The Doctor and Rose appear to be clinging to its back.]

Why do you always have to fiddle?

Oh, come on.

Comments

[climaxinside]

Fwaaahh!

*IT WILL CRUSH AND EAT ME WON'T IT I CAN TELL*

[notamartian]

... oh. Oh dear. Try not to get under its feet!

[climaxinside]

Y-Yes! I will! A-And I am!

[notamartian]

Seriously, I mean it! And try not to trip over! It's heavy!

[climaxinside]

Waaaah....

*runs harder*

[notamartian]

Or maybe tripping it over would help ... it's too bad your bad luck's not transmissable, really.

[climaxinside]

E-Eh?

[notamartian]

Don't worry! Just keep running. It's a good habit to get into, running.

[climaxinside]

*oh I am not going to stop sir, but my stamina is VERY POOR*

[notamartian]

[..... oh dear TRYING TO STEER THE CHICKEN AWAY FROM YOU BUT IT'S VERY DETERMINED ....]

[climaxinside]

*STILL... TRYING... TO RUN... *

[notamartian]

[..... cringes pre-emptively]

[climaxinside]

*well this will suck*

[notamartian]

[... oh. oh dear.]

Are you alright down there?!

[climaxinside]

*I AM BEING SAVED BY TENDOU!!!*

I'm fine....Sorry.

[notamartian]

[phew]

Lucky your friend was there, huh!